Wonderbolts to the rescue!

I, spitfire, and my pal Soarin', flew through the skies of Equestria. Just then we noticed the slightest shift in the air temperature. It became, about, 1,000 degrees colder than normal. Our wings froze over, and franticly hoofing the air, we fell. A huge being, flew in front of us, and emitted a blast of cold, frigid air force us solid. She cast a spell over Soarin' and he became clothed in armor like the castle guard, and his eyes turned the same color as his hair,only darker. He flew off, and striked down another innocent pony. I called my mates, and together, we saved Soarin' from being corrupted by Nightmare any further.